Real Life/Crossover RP: We Who Are Our Hero's.

[Angel]

How to Join, Basic Info

If you are interested in joining, please contact me first. Right now we are in a small patch of time where joining won't really make sense with the story. But your participation is wanted and if you let me know, we'll fit you in as soon as we can.

I ended up making WAOH signatures for people, and they are pretty simple to make so I wouldn't mind making more if your interested in one. Basically, just send me a nice image of the character you want to use in the signature. It nice to be of high quality, and when I say that.. I don't mean size. I mean it needs to be very visibly different from it's background. The character being on top of extravagent scenery is a PAIN. One or two solid colors is much more dealable. Already rendered images give you extra huggles. Then just give me a color scheme and anything that you want altered on the picture, but the font type/size and the "white+black" thing is something I want to stay the same.

Though as you an sometimes the letters can have small differences in the way they are shadowed and such. Not something I do on purpose.. it just happens. Also, you'll notice mine is smaller than everyone else's. That was a freak accident. T__T the image size is 100x400.

Signatures I've made for the RP:







Current Storyline Info:

The Land of Four Corners is the Heart of the World Between Reality and Dreams. In this land, forumers from the internet site formerly known as Super Smash Bros Fansite came mysterious one night after a nights sleep, waking up in the bodies of a video game (or in rare cases, anime) character that had some sort of meaning to them, wether they just liked them, were fond of them or even loved them.

The Land of Four Corners is a very strange shaped country.

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The land mostly resembles this, but with all four diamonds connected at the tips. The land isn't shaped like perfect diamonds, but is close enough to being so to where most people consider them as such. A large lake makes up the middle emptiness. The travelers woke up in the middle of the south and west corner of the northwest diamond, near the area known as the Fairy Kindgom.

The small village was home to the Dragonfly Inn, where all the formers woke up and found themselves in the bodies of people they mostly recongized. What wonderful or.. scary miracle had done this? Why had they been taken from their homes? They didn't have much time to ponder this before a mysterious intruder, seemingly unseen by everyone but the girl named Angel appeared, shortly followed by a giantic explosion that shook the lives of the already shooken people.

Shortly after the dust settled a man named Jade Curtiss showed himself to the forumers, stating that he was a member of a Rebellion and that they were not the target of the blast, but it was in fact the girl that Angel had seen who was being attacked. Him and later Medli explained that she was called "Our Lady" in this land.. and that she, like them, had come from reality to this inbetween world. Somehow, this girl had obtained a strange power that was strong enough to begin ripping the very fabric of thier home, and even though they haven't made clear why.. they swear that only they could save their land. Pleading with them, they have offered them medical attention for the wounded members and a chance to further explain their motives and goals.

Glossary:

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Blue Destoryer, The
Type: NPC, Villian?

Not much is known about the Blue Destoryer. He/She was mentioned in passing by Medli. Apparently works for Our Lady.

Dragonfly Inn:
Type: Place

A quiet and nice inn settled in the small village that borders the Fairy Kingdom. Was partly destroyed during a raid supposedly pushed by the Resistance in attempt to smoke/scare away Our Lady.

Fairy Kingdom:
Type: Place

The fairy kingdom lies in the center of the northwest diamond of the Land of Four Corners. It is a beautiful land full of many beautiful trees, with shades of green, blue, and even lighter colors such as lavender. Tons of flowers and other greenery make this land full of more nature than any other place in the Land of Four Corners.

The inhabitants seem to be rather happy, if a bit snooty. They don't much care for violent intruders, and the land is governed by the Fairy Princess, rumored to have been given some of Our Lady's power herself.

Fairy Princess:
Type: NPC, Villian?

One of "Our Lady's" henchman, according to the Resitance. She governs over the Fairy Kingdom in the middle of the northwest diamond of the Land of Four Corners. Not much else is known about her at this time, she was mentioned in passing.

"Our Lady"
Type: NPC, Main Villian?

Our Lady is a girl described by Angel as having short, messy blonde hair and deep piercing red eyes. She was garbed in a cloak that was almost pure white. She hasn't spoken or actually made any violent moves towards the party yet, but according to the Resistance she has become obsessed with ruling over the Land of Four Corners and they wish for her to go back to the land of reality.

Not much else is known.

Resistance, The
Type: Organization

The group dedicated to stopping the destruction of the Land of Four Corners. By contrast, their enemy is "Our Lady" though, they noticeably get a bit saddened when she is directly mentioned, especially in a negative light. The members include many memorable side characters from video games, such as Jade Curtiss from Tales of the Abyss and Medli from The Legend of Zelda.

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Angel Arietta Gillespie was sitting on her desk in the Americana Hotel, wishing that she could do something make her "mommy" feel better. Another Halloween had come and went, and the events of the night made her feel like there was nothing she could do to help her friends and love one's when they were in trouble. And those troubles only made things worse... until everything seemed to escalate to where she was thinking about how ugly she felt again. It seemed that being a girl was especially hard for certain girls. Joy.

Talking with her friends "Ghost" and "Devaux" and many others as she called them by their affectionate screennames , she started enjoying Tales of Symphonia again, one of her many moods. Talking with them about it was fun to her, and Colette Brunel was a very special character to her. She was one that always seemed to be able to put a smile on her face and give her that "find the sunshine and hope in everything" feel. She just wished she could show that side of her to all the world, to all her friends.

It was a cold night though, and for once.. she started feeling like sleep was going to happen when it normally should. For once, she thought with a slight grumpy feeling, something she tried to push away as soon as they come. No need in being icky and depressed, not when she needed to put a smile on other people's faces. Going to sleep sad was never the right thing to do. Another strange thing, as soon as she nestled in the covers.. she started immediately drifting off to sleep. No nighttime pretend games for her tonight it seemed, but it was a good thing. Grabbing the extra third pillow on her bed and snuggling up next to it, wrapping up really close in a ball.. she felt super comfortable and went to sleep.

It seems magic always works while one is asleep though. Maybe sometimes wishes take years and years to finally grant. Maybe a wish that someone held in their heart just needed some time to grant. Whatever the case, she wouldn't know. For all she knew, she had never moved.

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Waking up, she opened her eyes and immediately knew something was wrong. Throwing her body up like someone waking up from a terrible nightmare, she looked around breathing deep and almost screaming from the shock. The room, while pleasant and old fashioned, was NOT the room she fell asleep in. She started tearing up from the panic, not knowing where Alexia was, not knowing where she was.. when she saw it in the corner of her eye.

Gold. Some brilliantly shining shining gold was in the corner of her eye. Grabbing it, she pulled only to eep outloud at the pain, and then gasp again, putting her hands to her mouth. Her voice.. was, was feminine and soft.. her voice sounded like the voice from her inside, but it was really her voice. And this super sun, shiny yellow was actually her hair. Slowly putting her hand down, she examined enough after a few moments to start crying a bit more than she had been before.. the worry of the moment gone and replaced by a sense of joy. She couldn't stop, just.. she couldn't stop validating that she wasn't dreaming. She pinched her now smaller arms and wanted to jump up and down, but was paralyzed with a happiness that she didn't think possible.

Then, the knock came on the door. Suddenly, for a moment she was thrust back in the real world, the reality of her situation. "Miss Brunel? It's checkout time Miss, the rest of your party is waiting.." she heard a feminine voice call out. Making her want to gasp.. had she heard that right? Angel spoke shyly, wanting to answer, "I'm.. I'm coming. Let me get dressed and I'll be right down."...

Was she really Colette Brunel? Was this really, reality? Why did she look somewhat.. animated? How did she get here if it was? So many questions, but she knew they could wait. She got up and found an outfit she recognized from so many hours of game playing and slipped it on, feeling the soft white and blue dress and fall on her body.. every movement giving her a surge of inner fire, feeling like she could run across the Earth and still have enough energy to spare.

Whatever the answers to those questions were, she was happy. That's all that mattered right now.

[Big Boss]

So there I was, sitting on my bed with no shirt on after a hard days work on Halloween. I turned on my laptop to see what my internet life would be like on this present day, but little did i know, the night after i had talked to ghost and yelled at people on the cbox, my life as me got fli turned upside down.....

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"Boss!...Boss!!!! Wake up Boss!" a voice said.

[serraskai]

Things were good.
Henry was warm, cozy in his bed, nothing around to bother him, and he would undoubtedly sleep until the next day entirely- but he knew in his heart that he wouldn't actually. He groaned and slipped out of his bed, surprised at the sudden weight placed on him as he hit the ground- wood flooring.

Opening his eyes in shock, Henry saw it for the first time- hardwood flooring, not the tan carpet of his home. Not the familiarity of his room. No, he was somewhere else entirely- somewhere alien to him, somewhere that he really didn't want to be.

Startled, he tumbled backwards and sat on the floor, sliding just a little as he did, examining his surroundings, when he noticed it- a headband, armor, and a sword that he recognized as Roy's, from Fire Emblem.

What the hell was going on?

[smashbro]

He got out of the shower and headed straight for the computer. He knew that he needed to get on wasn't sure what to say. The story of his life.

He had gone trick or treating that night with the robotics team, and that night had made it all the more confusing. Of course he was thinking about who he liked, or thought he liked, or whatever it was. He was cautious to call it love because he had come to the point where he did not believe much would stay anymore. Still, he had tried to forget about crushes and all that multiple times, but he couldn't. It was that important in his life. If there was no one who relied on him, or thought he was important, or if he didn't mean a lot to somebody, then what was the point of anything?

So he went online, under the guise of working on a college essay, to talk to one of his best friends. Well, he at least considered the person one of his best friends. It was probably his best guy friend, despite the fact that the two had never really met. They were friends from an online community, and they had become pretty close. Both understood the other's problems and were able to talk to each other.

Unfortunately, the talk didn't make things much clearer, but he felt better after the talk. It was just good to have someone to do to about that kind of stuff. No one back home really would be good to talk to, so he tried to go to his friend first.



Now, of course he wouldn't go to bed right away. it was only like 11:00. Well, 11:45. So, he took out Radiant Dawn and decided to try to get farther on that. It was ironic though. He thought the series was amazing, but sucked at the game. Heck, he was having trouble getting past an endgame level of Part 1 on easy. Part of this may have been due to his desire to win without the units which would 1 hit KO his opponents, but that was him. Why should he waste time training the Black Knight? He liked the other characters better.

After another death he was pissed. Why couldn't he be good at anything? He felt like throwing down the remote, and hitting the tv, but he didn't. He wasn't really violent.

So he brushed his teeth and went off to bed. it still took him 15 minutes to fall asleep, because he had to mull over the day's happenings. He could never sleep easy, too many worries.

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When he woke up, he didn't feel any different. Still worried about what happened the day before. As he began to get up he felt his hair move differently. It was actually the most important thing he noticed on game characters, hair. It felt different. There was a mirror on the other side of the room (not his, but it did not phase him0 so Kevin went up and looked into it.





"Aran," he said simply, smiling. "Yeah, I figured I would be. Now, where am I? Is this like my dreams where I finally become important to my friends by looking like someone new and leading them?"

[Sharpay]

Shan did not go out for Halloween or even passed out candy to the kids. She spent most of her evening by reading mystery books or talking to her nanny about the drama in the village. Shan thought, "Why do I have to live here where near most of the idiots in this state?" Just by thinking of that question made her depressed and when she gets depressed she gets drowsy.

She then made it into her old and cozy bed. Just after a short moment her depression faded away while she was listening to her floor water fountain. The water that was running made this sound that relaxed to her think she is at a Tropical Forest; then slowly drifted off to sleep.

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When she woke up she quickly noticed that her room was quiet. She then thought, "Did someone turn off my water fountain?" Shan looked around the room and noticed she was somewhere else. It appeared to be an inn/hotel setting. "Am I dreaming or did someone abduct me?"

Shan got so scared she started to run to the nearest door she saw in her room and stopped suddenly. Out of the corner of her eye she saw a woman with blonde hair running and also stopped. Shan looked and realized that she is looking at her own reflection and appears to be that she is Princess Peach. Then she said outloud, "This is getting freaky..." and jumped when she noticed that her voice is the same as Peach.

She then looked around the room and saw her dresses in the closet, next she got her dress on and prepared for the day. After a while she heard a knock at her door and heard a voice say, "Princess, your checkout time is right now."

I replied after I realized that I must be in an inn, "Thank you." Then she quickly found her bag and packed everything as fast as she could and went out of her room; wondering what is going on.

[Jukan]

OOC: Couldn't think of ANY Video game characters to play, so i'm doing anime with Angel's permission.
IC:

Just returning from a small Halloween party sponsored by his church, which was also a sponsor of a missionary children’s home thing, the guy who was known as Jukan was eager to get back onto his computer. He found himself stuck doing a lot of other crap, cleaning the dishes from earlier that day, and watching his housemate’s kid for a while. While he was watching him, he would sit at his laptop and talk to some people. The idea of getting Windows 7 crossed his mind as he searched for more info on the new OS.

He realized that trying to get or install the new OS was pointless tonight, with Church being the next morning and all. He decided none the less to go to bed a bit early. Early being 3 AM, not 3 AM 3 AM, but 3 AM after the clocks turned back 3 AM, which was pretty much 4 AM. Having done this, thoughts of what he needed to do the next day at church crossed his mind. Little did the guy realize, this would be the last day his life could actually be considered…. normal.

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The next morning, Jukan had awoken. He looked around and noticed he was in a different room. “Uh…I guess I should start getting ready for church” He said as he sat up, and realized he wasn’t in his house anymore!! A mirror was right in front of him, and he went to get a look at himself. “The hell? Is that…Athrun Zala?” he said as he wiped his eyes. He looked behind him to notice his uniform that he worn in the first season of Gundam Seed was sitting there all folded up. “The hell? Wait!! I sound just like him!! Am I reall…?” Before he could finish his sentence, a knock was heard at his door. “Mr. Zala, you asked for a wakeup call at 6 AM sharp?” Jukan couldn’t figure it out. He ran over and grabbed his clothes, and while at it shouted. “Alright thanks I’m awake!!” He said as the person at the door walked off.

“The hell is going on here? And why do I look and sound like Athrun? Am I really him? If I am, am I on one of the PLANTS, or am I on earth? Things make no sense. A few minutes would pass as he got himself ready to step out and see if he could really figure out what was going on here. “Athrun Zala, the Gundam pilot from Gundam Seed, the guy I consider my anime role model….how is it possible to wake up as him? Damn…this is seriously something one would expect to role play, not live” He says to himself as he begins to walk out the door to his room, ready to see what was really going on.

[Angel]

[OCC: Okay now, we have enough to at least start this whole thing. Let me explain how the posting works. We are going to mostly subscribe to the "turns" system.. of keeping in the order of how we are posting from here on. Whatever order we post in after this post will be the order in which we all try to keep to. Keeping things organized, there won't be much of a situation where anyone is being left behind.

However, this always has a flaw. If the situation calls for it, like someone just hit you.. you can skip your turn and post immediately, to better keep things flowing at a realistic pace. Basically, if you feel like the situation calls for a post reply right away, then do so. But then don't take your next turn.

This is only till we split up of course. But keep the system with all posting.]

She was walking the small steps she had always walked during her life, since those old days at the park where she used to train herself to walk like a princess. Except now, the difference was she really did feel like a princess, without the dress and the crown of course. She got down the stairs and almost felt like leaping in the air, but some of nervous feeling from the strangeness of the situation was creeping back up on her.

Walking up to the desk, a plump but sweet looking woman with rosy cheeks seemed to recognize her immediately, and spoke in a happy tone, "Hello Miss Brunel! I hope you slept well. Your little meeting is already arranged, you and your party can have the tables in the far corner, and absolutely no one will bother you." She said, speaking as if she was happy that everything was running so smoothly. Angel had no idea how to respond, but luckily she didn't have to.. as the woman had pulled something out of a drawer and had already "stuck" something on her chest.

"I don't know what these strange things are, but we remembered that you wanted them stuck to the right person. Happy to help you keep track of this all, I hope you use us at the Dragonfly again in the future for your meetings." she said, and started focusing on writing on a piece of paper.. obviously distacted with keeping on top of everything. Angel looked down and saw an adorable name tag like one you wear at Kindergarten on your first day or something. Next to a big smiley face it read, "Hello, my name is Angel from Super Smashbros Fansite." and she looked at it strangely. She started thinking this surely must be a dream, because she never talked to this woman before and couldn't think as to why she would have her name tag her in such a strange fashion.. even if SSBF was her home more than her real home at times.

Sitting down at the table, a bit frazzled.. she looked around at the greenery and happy atmosphere that the place seemed to have and smiled a bit. It was a happy dream if it was one. Noticing a bowl of muffins in the middle of the table, she grabbed a Strawberry one and waited for a bit. Maybe her dream would make something happen soon.

But what she really wanted was to have some time to just enjoy being.. who she was for a little while..

Required in your reply if you have already woken up: Come down, talk to the woman at the desk (she'll signal for you and even get her bellboy to grab you if you try to leave without doing so, she wants our repeated business, lol) and get your name tag.

Required in order to join: Wake up in the upstairs of the Dragonfly in as your new persona. Optional you can head down and get your name tag, skipping a post wait.

[Jukan]

As Jukan began to walk downstairs, he looked around the room, and just began thinking ”Why does this place remind me of a video game or something, something really doesn’t seem right, aside from being in the body of an anime character” Jukan thought to himself, as he notices a reception desk. “Uh…excuse me…..” Before he could say anymore, the lady began to speak to him. “Welcome!! Mr. Zala. From what I gather, you’re the oddball of the group am I right?” Jukan scratched his head. The lady for the second time called him “Mr. Zala”. Was he REALLY in Athrun’s body? If so, what was going on?

The lady then continued to hand him a nametag. It had a picture of Athruns face on it, with the message next to it reading “Hello, my name is Jukan/Misami-Chan from Super Smashbros Fansite” Jukan was really confused. Was he really just someone who LOOKED like Athrun? Yet still Jukan inside? Jukan continued to stare at the nametag, confused by what was on it, until finally he spoke. “Your party is already beginning to gather, Miss Brunel is already waiting for you over there at that private table” She points to where Angel was currently sitting. He looked at the lady behind the reception desk and gave a quick bow of respect, figuring he should do his part to play the part of Athrun best he could. “Thank you ma’am” He said in a polite tone as he began walking over to Angel’s position and got a look at the girl who looked like Colette from Tales of Synphonia. He didn’t bother to say anything really, he just sat down and waited.
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Alright, I know not many of you if any even know who Athrun Zala is. He is like my favorite character in any anime of all time, with Ginji Amano being a close second. I kinda look up to Athrun as a role model of who I SHOULD be. So for those who have no clue who the hell I am playing as, here is a fitting image of him to enjoy.

[Kismet]

Well, I’ve had worse Halloweens. Matthew thought as he passed out candy to the umpteenth cheaply disguised preteen. Lamely complimenting the child’s costume, he closed the door and returned to the living room, less than pleased with the night’s events. He had returned home, or at least to his father’s house, for the weekend so he could attend his karate class, something he was sorely behind on. Next weekend, he would be testing for his brown belt, overseen directly by Kyokushin Kaikan’s American Branch Chief Shihan Gorai. No pressure.

He had done well during the sparring and drills, as expected of a senior student, but he knew that the ordeal of the upcoming testing would be far more strenuous, and his performance had to be flawless. Disappointing himself was one thing. Reflecting badly on his Sensei was another, and unacceptable. Hence the utter lack of trick-or-treating or partying.

Wearily, he sat down on the couch, the glow of his laptop casting dark shadows across the room. Without really meaning to, he closed his eyes. He reasoned that that in itself wasn’t really a problem. Then, without really meaning to, he laid down across the couch, his feet sticking awkwardly off the edge. Such was the curse of being abnormally tall. Then, without really meaning to, he fell asleep.

Then, without wanting to, Matthew woke up. He could see sunlight against his eyelids, maddeningly trying to keep him from his sleep. What an ass. Keeping his eyes firmly shut, he rolled over-or tried to. For some reason, the sheets stuck to his body as he tried to roll, twisting themselves uncomfortably around him. With a start, he opened his eyes, suddenly aware that his clothing felt odd and constrictive, as if his sparring gear was still on. Then, with an even greater start, he realized that he was no longer in his father’s house.

Attempting to leap out of bed, the sheets caught on his legs, and he fell clumsily to the ground, knocking his head painfully against the dresser. Naturally, something large and heavy fell off and landed directly atop his head, adding insult to injury. He sat up, angrily massaging the top of his head and examined the object. It appeared to be a large, oddly shaped helmet. Strange…it looked weirdly familiar. Then, he froze. He clasped his hands to his head, feeling his hair in a panic. Long! Far too long! He grabbed a chunk of hair and pulled it into his field of vision. Blonde! What was going on!? Strange clothing adorned his body, he was in a room he didn’t recognize, and his hair had magically grown and changed colors.

Then, there was a knock at the door, and a kind, elderly voice. “Mr. Giacomo? It’s time for checkout. Your party is starting to gather downstairs. Please come down at your convenience.”

“I-what, I, sure. Hold on.” Matthew answered, his voice sounding all wrong. Too high pitched, too…British. Wait. Giacomo? He clambered to his feet and stood in front of the full length mirror, staring in shock. Slowly, he placed his helmet on his head, completing the look.



I. Am. Dreaming. He thought.

Feeling numb, he slowly moved to the door, and made his way into the hall, down the stairs, and to the front desk, step by step by step. The women at the desk looked up expectantly and smiled. “Ah, Mr. Giacomo. Your party is right here, and this is for you.” She handed him a name tag with the word “Kismet” boldly emblazoned on it. Matthew’s stomach lurched. "Ah, also, that." The women added, jerking her head towards a large scythe propped against the wall behind the counter. Matthew nodded, but decided to leave it where it was. It looked heavy, and he was sure he'd be more likely to hurt himself or an innocent bystander than actually manage too defend himself with it. Instead, he slowly turning his head, and looked at the others.

Collette Brunel and Athrun Zala.

No. Freaking. Way.

[smashbro]

He looked at himself up and down. Aran fit his personality perfectly, Kevin could not think of a better match. But there was one addition he needed to make.

Going into the bathroom he looked around, and saw what he needed. Hair product, in the form of crushed powder and berry juice. He pulled a few thick strands at the front of his face and rubbed the concoction on them. When he was done, the strands of orange hair were the ones falling in front of his face.

Kevin smiled to himself as he walked down the stairs. It was time to look around, and where better to start than the outside world. But as he stepped off the last stair and turned towards a few couches, a larger lady pulled him over to the desk. She seemed nice, she had on a smile, but Kevin wasn't really in the mood. Still, he patiently listened.

"Your traveling group is over there," she said as she pointed to the couches. "And here is your identification." She pulled out a name tag that looked three times the normal height. It read:
Hello my name is Kevo Kevy Harry Fancypants "Epic Win" "For the Win" Dinosaurwallet Paco Dr. Smell Good Fountain Boy Kleenex mergod Man of Justice a.k.a. smashbro from the Smash Bros. Fansite Forum.

Kevin had to smile at this. This place really did know him. Was it really this good a dream? He had had a good one recently, but after good part, he kinda died... He stuck it on himself and walked towards the three figures on the couch. None of them looked familiar, but they all had name tags.

If these are really my friends from home then I can't let them know who I really am, it would ruin the point I want to make. So he held his hand over the tag as he sat down.

"Hey guys, I'm Aran. I'm a soldier and wanted to go out exploring this place, so I was wondering if you would want to come...(Kevin began to look for names on the name tags)...Oh...oh my gosh, what the...you aren't my friends! You're my FRIENDS! Jukan! Angel! Kismet! I can't believe I actually know you now its amazing how did you get here I mean I think I have some ideas but what happened to you guys oh my god i can't believe this at all this is amazing, this is...totally awesome!"

[Sharpay]

Shan had just exited from her room and was in the hallway. She first looked all around her to find out where she is. "None of this is familiar," she thought. Just a little distance in the hallway she heard a woman say, "Goodmorning Princess Peach, please come here."

Shan turned her head sharply from the direction of the voice and right at the end of the hallway was a desk with a woman behind it. Shan carried her bag and walked towards the woman. As she arrived in the lobby the woman said, "Here is your name tag." Shan took the name tag and it read, 'Hello my name is Sharpay from Smash Bros. Fansite Forum.' and then she placed it on her chest.

"Your traveling group is right over there," the woman said and pointed to a table where some people are at. Shan said, "Thank you very much. Have a good day!"

"You're welcome Princess Peach and you too!," said the woman. Shan started to walk the direction to where the woman pointed to and shan thought, "This is getting more confusing by the minute. Is this a dream?"

Just as she arrived at the table she saw some animated characters just like her and Shan sat down as she said, "Goodmorning everyone!" After she spoke she just noticed that everyone else was wearing a name tag and she could not believe what was going on.

[serraskai]

Henry marveled at the armor, but stayed slightly disappointing at the shock that he wasn't himself. He'd taken the whole thing rather well, really- he was in another body, the body of a character he idolized. Why?

Who the hell cared.

But was it a dream?

It sure as hell didn't feel like one. This armor had weight. This sword had heft. This manly little headband was cool to the touch. His dreams, while vivid, were never like this- never.

He considered heavily simply going back to sleep, but if there may be far worse consequences for that. Removing his glove, Henry bit his thumb- he really didn't want to go anywhere. Sure, if he did something wrong he wouldn't be blamed as he looked like someone else, but if he stayed in this form for an elongated amount of time, it may catch up to him anyway.

Weighing his options, Henry searched the room for any other items- nothing aside from the sword he stared at with some scorn. He knew how to sword fight (a little, enough to LARP with but probably not enough to survive a real fight) but not with a weapon like this. Breezing over to the door in a single fluid movement, Henry stopped before he touched the handle. What if someone was out there? Moreover, if there were people out there, would suddenly exiting his room draw their attention?

It probably would.

With this in mind, Henry sniffled -allergies, as usual, that much hadn't changed with his body- and turned away from the door, crossing one arm across his chest and resting his elbow in the other's hand, biting down on the thumb as he held his pose. For the next several moments, the only thing that moved was the cape that draped across him.

((Yes I really do this))

[kunekune]

"Y'know, Greg's gonna have to call me back about that damn lab or else I'm not going to finish it on time. I texted him earlier yesterday morning and he hasn't responded! Can you f****** believe that?!"

Sibyl replied with a nonchalant "Yeah" to her roommate's question, her gaze never leaving the computer screen as it scanned over the data from the physics lab they had earlier that week.

"Were you even listening to me? What are you doing?"

"I figured it out while you were b******* gimme a sec. Here, you multiplied it incorrectly, these values should be the same."

Stephanie, her roommate, took one look and smacked the palm of her hand on her forehead. Sibyl gave a chuckle, thinking it odd that a physics major would miss such a critical mistake, but hell who was she to judge?

The door to the room flew open and a tall red-haired with dark-rimmed glasses strolled in with a handful of candy, tossing a bit on her bed and another bit onto Stephanie's. His name? Jon, and he had been a childhood friend of Sibyl and had practically followed her throughout their entire school life.

Stephanie got excited a bit and yelled out at him, "I pre-ordered Spirit Tracks today! I swear I'm going to fail my classes but Toon Link is so adorable! Have you pre-ordered yet Jon?"

"Nope," he answered, "But I'm getting it anyways. I imagine it won't sell that fast so no need to be hasty about it. Hell, I haven't even finished Twilight Princess, so I need to focus on that first. I can't remember, Sib have you finished it?"

Sibyl stirred from her work minimized the window, leaving Smashbrosfan and the chat box up. "No, I can't even remember the last time I picked that game up." And it was true, she honestly couldn't think of the last time she had played it, but every time she thought about it the image of Princess Zelda in her dark robe and hood would flash through her mind, one of the first screenshots she had ever seen of the game. How enigmatic she was, if only she were more like her...

The rest of the night went smoothly. Jon left with Stephanie to go play Nintendo 64 in another room (the old Mario Kart 64 is still alive for them), and Sophie stepped in for a little while to be with Sibyl until it was time to turn in. Sibyl feel asleep in a peculiar fashion on the pink sheets of her bed, confident that tomorrow she would finish the lab and enjoy her free Sunday.

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Morning came in a manner which one would easily refuse, a voice yelling and a fist pounding on the door, "Oi! Ye better get yer scrawny ass outta thar 'Miss Princess' ye still haven't paid fer yer room! This princess crap ain't gonna cut it, I need cold hard money! Oooi you up yet?!"

Sibyl jolted upright from her sleep, startled in more ways than one. Even through the haze of her squinted eyes she noticed the room was not her own, and neither were her clothes! Standing up revealed that she was wearing a fancy dress of sorts with a purple jacket thing and a strip of embroidered fabric handing down with a Triforce inlay and other niceties one would find on the emblem of a country. Then it hit her: I'm Princess Zelda! She ran to the mirror, ignoring the screams of the man at the door and stared into her eyes, Zelda's eyes, until they burned. Feeling her ears and the tiara on her forehead, a girlish smile sprung forth and she inspected the transformation everywhere until the screams from the man actually became kicks to the door.

"Yeah yeah I'm up hold your horses I'm getting dressed!" Sibyl screamed, subsiding the uproar outside. "Just give me time to get up ya lousy oaf."

"Ye better have my money b**** or else ye'll be working for me for a livin'."

The thought soon occurred to her that being a Princess in a crummy old Inn such as this would be dangerous so she would have to keep the old man thinking that she wasn't really a princess. But how? She caught sight of a black robe--the same one from the screenshot--and let out a sigh of relief. "Well, all that's left is to find some money. Surely a princess would carry around some cash.

Sibyl donned the robe and pulled her long, beautiful locks of hair out the front. A jingle was heard in a recess of the robe, and a quick rummage through found a handful of multicolored rupees. "Aah this should do wonderfully." She then motioned for the door but stopped short and removed the tiara from her head, shoving it in the pocket where she had found the money. Now, she thought, I'm ready for whatever is through that door!

Her hand reached for the door, twisted the knob, and opened into the hallway of the Dragonfly, neatly displayed on a hanging wooden sign at the bottom of the foyer. "Amazing," the wide-eyed elven princess look-alike said as she realized that what she was in mustn't be a dream. "This is real."

"Yeah, and me money better be real too," replied the impatient proprietor. "That'll be **** silvers lass, or I'll be puttin' ye in these rooms for a different kind of work ye here?"

"I don't have any silvers, but you can have these things," she said, handing 3 or 4 clear colored stones into his hands.

The man's face contorted at the crude form of payment until he actually examined the gems in his hand. "These, these 're d-diamonds! Sorry for my outburst miss," he hastened with a smile, "Thank you very much for your generosity!" And with that he scurried off, clutching the gems in hand and looking around anxiously.

Attention was then given to the open area of the Inn, the tables and counter downstairs were filled with several people that--

Wait a minute, her mind flashed as she ran to the railing and looked down. Colette? Roy? Princess Peach? She gasped, Big Boss?! Wha--? Whe--? How is thi--?!

It all seemed unreal.

[Angel]

This had to be a dream. Not only had other people from game some of them she recognized, like Princess Peach, arrived, she noticed that some of them had nicknames saying that they were her friends from SSBF. Yep, pretty much what her dreams were at times, though usually she wouldn't be allowed to be a Colette Brunel, she would.. well...

She didn't wanna think about it. This was a good dream so far. Let's roll with it.

Standing on a chair, she tried to like.. be bubbly and enthusiastic. She was a girl now, and just how she imagined herself. She should just let it roll. "Umm.. everyone! Hi! Umm.. I think all the super peoples who are really my forum friends should talk there and find out where we are.. I'm Angel, if you didn't know" she pushed out her chest a bit to try to get people to notice her nametag... "I don't know what we are doing here, and I mean.. I guess no one really does. But we shouldn't panic about this, or be scared.. we just gotta figure out what happened together.." After she said that, she stood their patiently, waiting for a response. She started feeling nervous, knowing she was on a old fashioned chair, standing made her shiver, as she was massively afraid of heights. Also.. the people looking at her, her shyness was coming back.. even with her female body she still was a almost paralyzingly shy girl.

She looked down at her toes, blushing a deep red, and then added a quiet.. "I mean.. if that's what people want.." before the chair made a small squeaking noise, making her jump, finally losing her balance and falling off the chair and crashing into the floor face down.

[Giving more info about the world in my next post.. sorry if it's running too slow. I'm just trying not rush things as to put in a realistic pacing.]

[Jukan]

Having that person who looked like Colette speak, Jukan couldn’t help but look around. The person who looked like Marth, or Roy, or whoever from Fire Emblem, at least he THOUGHT it was fire emblem would appear to actually be Smashbro. He honestly never would have though Smashbro would get this excited over seeing his online friends in this strange fantasy world. But all the while these thoughts went through his head, he saw Angel, or Colette, or whoever she was starting to fall. His reaction time seemed greater than average as he jumped out of his chair to catch her, hopeful she would land in his arms, and be perfectly safe. As he fell, a gun would fall out of his uniform, and land on the ground,. This gun would be fully loaded, but luckily the safely was on, so no one would be hurt by a stray bullet from the impact.”You alright Angel?” He says as he lays on the ground with Colette on top of hum. Even after this the thoughts of his voice sounding EXACTALLY like Athrun’s from the English dubbing of Gundam Seed would seem a bit too weird for him and still difficult to grasp even now.